Dazzling

Words: 647

Characters: Nenene Fujiwara, Masaomi Heike

Set in the times when Nenene was fufilling her job as Code:04. It's about her finding out about Heike's ahem 'glowing' personality.

Hope you enjoy!

"So, that's why you wear that dumbass coat all the time, hunh?"

Heike glanced up from his book, as the blonde broke the silence that had settled between them since their last mission. Unfortunately, he had been pushed to remove his regulating attire when his partner had found herself incapacitated at a most inopportune time. It had been the first time the other breaker had experienced his abilities outside of his trademark whip, and it had been a flashy show if he did say so himself. Surprisingly, however, after the event not a single comment escaped from her lips. She remained silent, and as unreadable as she could possibly pull off, though slight hints of her trademark pout and suspicion still lingered.

He had thought nothing of it. True, many others had reacted in various different ways every time a small taste of his true power leaked through, but honestly the was not much for him to remark upon without input from the person in question. True to form though, the dramatic white haired man slipped in a passing joke about what a dazzling show the job had been, but nothing more. Silence was not rare between them. In fact, it was a completely comfortable state for the pair, just as normal as their bickering and banter, and Masaomi actually welcomed it. It allowed him to relax his mask a tad more than normal and made the times he did go over the top with the other much more amusing and satisfying.

"Indeed, it's hard to hold in my spectacularly brilliant aura otherwise." His tone was light as he made an exaggerated gesture with his hands and book. The response he received was nearly exactly the one he expected, nearly.

"Tsk fuck that aura crap, you egotistical lightbulb," Nenene huffed as unimpressed as ever with his act, "Anyway, your power's hard to control like that?" He nodded, smirk not diminishing an inch. "So… you're exuding light pretty much all the time?"

"Except when I'm lost, yes. I'm even burning a little right now because of my little venture earlier, though I'm sure you already knew by my super stunning afterglow." That comment earned him another eyeroll and a disgusted cough, but, instead of dropping the subject and calling him another choice derogatory term, the girl stood up from her spot across the tea table and walked over to where he sat. Watching both curiously and amused as the blonde leaned over examining him critically, he closed his eyes letting out a small chuckle. Just as he was about to inquire whether his form was stunning her, he suddenly felt two cool hands placed on either side of his face. His grin vanished in an instant as his eyes opened wide, the closest his face would ever come to displaying shock. Heterochromatic eyes casually stared back into his.

"Ah, so it doesn't hurt," She noted, gaze quizzical, "Interesting, considering how you blasted those guys away." A small grin returned as he recollected anything that had escaped his usually cool demeanor.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, it's not even burning hot. Tsk, I don't see the big deal."

"Mmm well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but there is a difference with the jacket on, Nenene."

"Whatever sure there is, feels more like touching sunshine than anything else."

"Why, that's quite a poetic way of putting it for you; are you comparing me to the sun?"

"Wipe that stupidass smirk off your face you over-glorified flashlight," She scoffed hiding any embarrassment she might have felt. Quickly her hands left her face as her scowl returned and she raised a fist threateningly. "I'm not afraid of your second rate lightshow. Now pour me some more tea, my cup's already gone cold."

"Certainly Nenene," Heike replied, but his amusement, and the odd peace that accompanied it, did not die out for several for several days.